How to Be Pretty:

Look in a mirror and like what you see.

That’s it ding-dongs.

Moms and Sisters

Just took a sip of coffee at work and was sent back to this memory:

On some Sundays, at church, it was my mom’s turn to prep the coffee and tea for after service.  She would take me and my sisters to help.  One would be in charge of scooping ice.  One would help pour.  One would help set-up tables and cups.  Just the Nash ladies in this tiny little kitchenette setting up some simple beverages for the congregation to enjoy while they mingled post service. 

I of course loved it because it meant getting to leave the service early..I mean..church is boring y’all.  But now I’m remembering it as this special little time spent with my mom and my sisters.  Also, I loved sneaking sips of coffee from my mom’s cup. 

Last time we all hung out was in Vegas.  Different kid of memory!

A 3-Year Old Boy Walked Out On Stage and SHOCKED Everyone! INCREDIBLE!

this kid.

Laughing is the best.  So is crying.  Do it all folks!

Sometimes, Charlie Brown makes me tear up. 

Sometimes, Charlie Brown makes me tear up. 

(Source: thischarmingcharlie)

HEAVEN ( cheek to cheek ) - ELLA FITZGERALD & LOUIS ARMSTRONG

michelleakin:

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The floor is lava!!!

wow

yes!

michelleakin:

onlylolgifs:

The floor is lava!!!

wow

yes!

It’s my Dad’s Birthday Today

and I just found out he reads my blog.  I didn’t know that!  So I decided to leave this post for him, and I hope he stumbles on it.

My Dad, David Nash, is an Engineer.  He’s worked at the same job since, I don’t know, at least as long as I’ve been alive.  He got his Masters while married with children.  He used to play Rugby (which I always thought was the coolest) He also plays softball.  In Texas, he is one of the top tennis players in his age bracket.  He grills some good barbecue as well.  He’s really into NASCAR.  He used to take me and my sisters to races and we’d camp out and feel like one of the guys.  It was the best. He has worked his adult life to build this family he has, and now he has a quaint little ranch in a small Texas town…with my awesome mom and their new adopted dog, Zoe.  (My mom had an equal part in all of this by the way, her specific post to follow)

He loves his family.  Not just my mom and my sisters. Also his own sisters, and their kids, and their kids.  And his In-laws, and their kids and theirs kids.

When it was time for me to choose a college, I had college acceptances in Texas.  As he was dropping me off for a trip to Austin with my drama team, he urged me to move to NY.  I said “but it’s NY.  it’s expensive, we cant afford it. I won’t even get a degree”.  He said “but don’t you want to be an actress? you should go to NY” (I’m paraphrasing).  I never even thought NY was an option.  I moved to NY 2 months after that.  I was 18.  I have no student loans.  Who knows how life would have turned out if I’d stayed in Texas, but I’m positive that moving to NY then was the right move.  And that was because of him.

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